Salute To The General

Chapter 3320 Crimson Verdict

Nathan calmly replied, "I'm also surprised that you managed to last a hundred moves against me before revealing your battle form." With Verhand revealing his battle form, his sharpness became more apparent. Locking his eyes, glowing with an eerie red light, onto

Nathan, Verhand spoke coldly, "It seems I haven't surprised you enough. Come at me again."

As he finished speaking, he moved with incredible speed, almost teleporting, and appeared in front of Nathan, delivering a sword strike. Nathan was not willing to back down either. First, he raised his sword to block the opponent's longsword, then swiftly executed a knife twirl technique, slashing toward Verhand's throat like lightning.

Verhand easily evaded, and with a flick of his wrist, his longsword launched another attack against Nathan. They immediately resumed their fierce combat. Unbeknownst to them, they had already engaged in over two hundred moves. Verhand felt that Nathan's strength was as unfathomable as the sea's pitch-black depths below three thousand meters. With each passing moment, Verhand grew more anxious and less confident. Gradually, he had become somewhat restless and impatient.

"This move has been unstoppable. Can you stop it?" Verhand impatiently asked as he unleashed his most powerful technique.

"Crimson Verdict!" With a low roar, an even more formidable red aura burst forth from Verhand, engulfing the entire arena.

Under Eternal Darkness, the originally pitch-black surroundings suddenly turned blood red when enveloped by his powerful aura. The scene seemed to have turned into a blood-red inferno. Nathan was hit hardest by the effect. In his vision, the air distorted, and Verhand's figure instantly grew immensely towering, reaching a height of over ten meters, like a crimson demon. Verhand raised the Bloodlust longsword high.

human alliance army beneath the mountains. Before Nathan could react, Verhand had already swung his sword down. The enormous sword energy, like a mountain-splitting strike, descended upon Nathan. Gregg and other vampire members watched with excitement and exhilaration, their hearts pounding. Meanwhile, the humans were filled with fear and trepidation, deeply concerned for Nathan's life. Even Colin couldn't help but remind

blurted out,

forgot to address Nathan by his usual title, Commander Cross, instinctively using the name they most frequently called him. Facing the Sword God of the vampire's most powerful attack, Nathan remained

Boom!

and trembling the mountains. The spot where Nathan stood was forcefully cleaved, leaving behind a hundred-meter-long sword mark. Dust filled

deafening

enveloped in the swirling dust. The only sound that could be heard was the heavy breathing of Verhand, who was catching

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gully sword mark on the ground in horror. Not only shocked by Verhand's strength but also concerned about Nathan's life and

everyone's astonishment, Nathan was still standing. A shallow wound stained his chest, with blood slowly

Hepburn, and